It feels really good to have those wild animals gone, that's a large part of our household getting back to normal. I know B is super glad they are gone, too! Even though our living room area rug needs to be repaired (update...just got an estimate of $480 to fix the rip...f***ing dogs!) and I need to get a new pair of sloggers (garden shoes), I'm content.
It was a really beautiful weekend. I took B to the park on Saturday and then I went by myself for an hour long power walk. I haven't been walking much outside since we discovered B has elbow dysplasia. Mostly I've been walking on the treadmill. So this was really the first power walk I've taken in a long time…and it felt kind of lonely. But still, it was a lovely day, all the trees and daffodils are in bloom, and it felt good to do a "real" walk. Of course, B was waiting at the front door when I got back, as if to say "Where have you been??? Were you walking without me?"
I was a bit crazy food-wise this weekend. I say that, but when I really think about what "crazy" means to me now, it only means that I overate a bit when we went out to eat, and I had a few treats I usually would not have allowed myself. And I am still working on the idea of eating normally, that there are no good foods or bad foods. There should only be "eat when you are hungry and stop when you aren't." That's what normal people do. And I do feel like I'm getting better, bit by bit.
I also think I'm getting more normal, because In spite of not eating "perfectly" this weekend, I feel no desire to continue to binge or overeat carbs. This just proves to me that so much of my past disordered eating was my way of handling emotional pain and self-hatred. Now that I'm dealing with those emotions in a positive way, through therapy and not playing games (as I mentioned in my last post), my eating and general reaction to food is much more normal.
When we went out to dinner this Saturday, I wore a funky pair of cargo pants that I got for $8 on the clearance rack at Banana Republic (did I mention I'm a sucker for a bargain?) I was a little self-conscious, because they are not something I would normally wear. Mostly because I think they are kind of young for me, but I couldn't pass up them up. Hub said "I like those pants, you look really cute!" Surprised me, because he normally never notices anything I'm wearing...but also made my day. Maybe I'm not too old to still be kind of cute!
I hope everyone is having a good Monday…I know I am!
It was a really beautiful weekend. I took B to the park on Saturday and then I went by myself for an hour long power walk. I haven't been walking much outside since we discovered B has elbow dysplasia. Mostly I've been walking on the treadmill. So this was really the first power walk I've taken in a long time…and it felt kind of lonely. But still, it was a lovely day, all the trees and daffodils are in bloom, and it felt good to do a "real" walk. Of course, B was waiting at the front door when I got back, as if to say "Where have you been??? Were you walking without me?"
I was a bit crazy food-wise this weekend. I say that, but when I really think about what "crazy" means to me now, it only means that I overate a bit when we went out to eat, and I had a few treats I usually would not have allowed myself. And I am still working on the idea of eating normally, that there are no good foods or bad foods. There should only be "eat when you are hungry and stop when you aren't." That's what normal people do. And I do feel like I'm getting better, bit by bit.
I also think I'm getting more normal, because In spite of not eating "perfectly" this weekend, I feel no desire to continue to binge or overeat carbs. This just proves to me that so much of my past disordered eating was my way of handling emotional pain and self-hatred. Now that I'm dealing with those emotions in a positive way, through therapy and not playing games (as I mentioned in my last post), my eating and general reaction to food is much more normal.
When we went out to dinner this Saturday, I wore a funky pair of cargo pants that I got for $8 on the clearance rack at Banana Republic (did I mention I'm a sucker for a bargain?) I was a little self-conscious, because they are not something I would normally wear. Mostly because I think they are kind of young for me, but I couldn't pass up them up. Hub said "I like those pants, you look really cute!" Surprised me, because he normally never notices anything I'm wearing...but also made my day. Maybe I'm not too old to still be kind of cute!
I hope everyone is having a good Monday…I know I am!
I think cargo pants are adorable and I don't think they are too young. Well, we probably shouldn't sport that tube top with them, but they are perfectly acceptable. There's something about the cut of the cargo/painter pant that I've always loved.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on your great progress and peace of mind.
Well, it's Tuesday here on the other side of the planet but it's a good day so far!
ReplyDeleteEdit: word verification = twarked. What a great word! "You twarked those cargo pants!"
We are never to old to look cute to our husbands. You must be rocking for him to notice. Hope your Mom continues to improve and you have your house back.
ReplyDeleteWhy can't we be old and cute at the same time? Especially if we can do it on the cheap? Cute pants and great bargain!
ReplyDeleteGlad you had a great power walk. Poor little Buster boy!
ReplyDeleteLove the pants! They are very much my style. I have a pair very similar, but they are in the 'too small pile' right now. :(
Thank God those darn dogs are gone...although they did give me a good laugh when you were writing about them.
ReplyDeleteYou're right, never too old to be kinda cute. ;)